Atobe Keigo just raised his eyebrows. Although he was holding a little guy in his arms, he was still lazy and elegant, outlining his perfect temperament. He was still the emperor in middle school.
"Really? Kid," Atobe Keigo looked at Echizen Ryoma who was almost as tall as him with a half-smile. However, in just two years, these guys have already grown so tall.
Echizen Ryoma looked at him with wide eyes, then lowered his head, the brim of his hat blocked his vision, "It's really not that bad." However, because of his lowered head, Atobe Keigo missed his sight.
The curve of the lips
Atobe Keigo turned around. This kid was still as arrogant as before.
Come on, kid, among us, there are always responsibilities that we cannot escape. Tennis is still our dream. If we can't complete it, then you have to go further.
Kachichi opened the car door, Atobe Keigo carefully hugged Atobe and sat in. The car started, and Ryoma just watched the car go away quickly.
He kept looking at it. The boy was no longer the little boy in the past. This little boy had been given to a newcomer, and he would be the brightest star in the tennis world in the future.
Atobe Keigo picked up the blanket in the car and covered his son's body. He gently pinched the little guy's little face. Atobe pursed his lips unintentionally, obviously repelling such an action.
He rubbed Atobe Keigo's chest and spoke, and there was still some deliberate liquid on his mouth.
And on his exposed chubby wrist, he wore a gold bracelet. This bracelet contained the latest satellite positioning device, so this little guy could never lose it.
A door was slowly pushed open, and then a little head stuck out from the outside. When he saw the person sleeping inside, he ran in and took a short step back.
He didn't even take off his shoes, and climbed up to the big bed with great effort. He opened his clear eyes and looked at the sleeping figure.
He suddenly kissed her hard on the face and smiled stupidly. Only in front of his mother, he was as cute and well-behaved as a child.
"Mom, baby, I miss you so much." He lay in the girl's arms, holding her chest and clothes with his little hands.
"Mom, Uncle Longma said that mom was stupid, that's why she married dad at such a young age and had a baby, but baby doesn't think so."
"Actually, mom is the smartest, because with dad, you can have a baby. In this way, mom will have two men to protect her, one is the dad, and of course the other is the baby," he said proudly
, who said his mother was stupid? If she were stupid, he wouldn’t be so smart.
"Mom or the baby loves you very much. Of course, there is also dad, so you can only love the baby or the baby, and no one can share it with you." At a young age, he was as possessive as his father, and
As he talked, he blinked his eyes from time to time, rubbed his eyes again, and fell asleep leaning against Otoyu.
After he fell asleep, Otoyu slowly opened her eyes. She lowered her head to look at her baby and kissed his tender little face.
"Of course Mom loves you very much, and your dad," she smiled softly, still a simple and gentle smile that seemed to melt the entire winter.
She carefully picked up the baby to make him sleep more comfortably. She patted the baby's back gently, smelled the faint milk fragrance on him, and fell asleep with her eyelashes flickering.
The soft light fell on them, seeming to crush everything, leaving them with only a unique piece of softness.
The door was pushed open again, and Atobe Keigo walked in, deliberately slowing down his footsteps, fearing to wake up the two people who were sleeping at the moment. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the big one and the small one on the bed.
There is only an intoxicating tenderness on the perfect faces of the two mother and son.